It was a matter of life and death, and there was no room for Zhou Qiankun to be careless.
Thinking of Leng Shuangning's matter, Zhou Qiankun's lips raised slightly.
I originally thought that playing house with this girl was too boring, but now it became a stepping stone for me to ask for the seeds of the Little Nirvana Fruit.
Zhou Qiankun looked at the still noisy Taixuan Sect with calm eyes. No one knew what he was thinking.
Turn around and go back to bed.
Early the next morning, Zhou Qiankun got up normally and headed towards the medicine field.
Zhou Qiankun was walking on a familiar road while thinking about what happened yesterday.
When I came to the medicine garden and passed by the grass field, my steps stopped involuntarily.
In the field of wild leaf grass, a white-haired old man walked staggeringly among the wild leaf grass.
Holding a watering can in his hand, he sprayed blue medicine on the grass.
The dewdrops in the morning were a bit heavy. The old man walked by and his trouser legs were wet with dew.
Zhou Qiankun stared intently at the old man's every move. His sprinkling technique was superb, and he was able to spread the medicine evenly on almost every leaf.
Zhou Qiankun met this person once.
When he first entered the medicine garden, Elder Huang passed by this place when he took him to the Poling Orchard. The old man was cultivating wild leaf grass.
Elder Huang saluted very respectfully at that time.
However, looking at his technique and the concentration of the potion, Zhou Qiankun frowned slightly, suffering from an occupational disease.
"The dew is so heavy that the concentration of your potion is too low. If it were me, I would have to increase the concentration by at least another two percent to offset the effect of the dew and achieve the best growth effect of the wild leaf grass."
Zhou Qiankun muttered.
"By then, the survival rate of the wild leaf grass will reach at least 95%, and the high-quality product rate will reach 47%. It will not be a problem."
If someone heard it, they would probably laugh at him a few times.
Wild Leaf Grass is a low-grade elixir unique to Taixuan Sect. Those who can cultivate it are the most virtuous and respected pharmacists in Taixuan Sect.
However, now being pointed at by a young boy made me laugh out loud.
In the medicine field, the old man spread the medicine and paused.
Although Zhou Qiankun's voice was very low, it was almost inaudible.
But the old man was obviously a Lingtai monk with excellent hearing, and he heard Zhou Qiankun's mutterings.
The old man's figure paused, and the movements of his hands stagnated slightly, as if he was thinking about something.
Then, the old man stopped what he was doing and waved to Zhou Qiankun.
"Boy, come in."
When Zhou Qiankun heard this, he immediately waved his hands.
"No, I don't dare, kid."
Medicine fields are all under a responsibility system. He would not dare to enter a medicine field that he was not responsible for easily.
Moreover, there are seven elders from the Lingtai monitoring the situation secretly. It would be bad if something happens.
The old man was not happy when he heard this. He frowned and had a somewhat majestic aura on his body.
He said in an old manner: "What are you afraid of? Old man, I am still a bit thin-faced in the medicine field. Just come in. If anyone dares to hold you accountable, the old man will argue with him personally!"
After saying these words, Zhou Qiankun felt that all the eyes secretly staring at this place had receded.
Having said this, Zhou Qiankun couldn't help but appreciate it.
With a smile, Sansan walked into the medicine field cautiously. She had to tiptoe lightly when walking to avoid stepping on the flowers and plants.
"Old senior, what's the matter with junior?"
Walking up to the old man, Zhou Qiankun spoke softly in the tone of a junior speaking to an elder.
Seeing Zhou Qiankun's polite appearance, the old man nodded with satisfaction.
But she saw him giving the medicine pot in his hand to Zhou Qiankun, stroking Bai Huahua's beard, and saying in a kind tone: "Here, prepare the medicine according to your ideas."
After saying that, he took out another packet of medicinal powder from his pocket.
This is Qing Ling Powder, a medicine that can promote the birth of elixirs and also prevent insects.
Although Zhou Qiankun was full of confidence, he still accepted the two things humbly.
Then, after taking a look at the concentration of the medicine in the medicine pot, it suddenly became clear to me.
He reached out and grabbed a small amount of medicinal powder from the medicine bag. It was not too much or too little, just enough to increase the concentration of the medicine by 2%.
This exquisite technique made the old man's old eyes shine with a glint of light.
He couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "What a precise technique. Even when I was young, I had to practice this technique for decades."
He was delighted that a young man who looked like he was only twenty-one years old had such a skill.
He was indeed the genius herbalist that the sect touted, but he had just sniffed it before and didn't take it seriously.
Now that I have met him, I do have some real ability.
Zhou Qiankun sprinkled the medicinal powder into the pot and used a unique technique to shake the medicinal powder and water evenly.
After seeing this technique, the old man straightened his beard and nodded repeatedly.
Afterwards, Zhou Qiankun handed the medicine pot back to the old man.
"Senior, this junior has made a fool of himself."
When the old man heard this, he just smiled and said nothing more.
He took the kettle and sprayed the pesticide on the grass that had not yet been watered.
After spreading it for a moment, the old man's eyes suddenly widened.
Because he was shocked to find that the activity of the Aragora sprayed with chemicals now was 10% higher than before.
This may not be noticeable to others, but to people like them who have been practicing this for hundreds of years, it is as dazzling as the sun in the sky and is difficult to ignore.
He knew very well that just this small gap could increase the survival rate of the wild leaf grass by 67% and the rate of high-quality products by about 10%.
He stroked his beard happily and smiled from ear to ear.
"Hahaha, it turns out that heroes are born in youth. I didn't expect that just the influence of dew can bring about such a big change. It's my fault that I was negligent."
After saying that, he handed the kettle to Zhou Qiankun and asked him to sprinkle the rest.
Zhou Qiankun's mouth twitched, you are really good at calling people.
But seeing as he is old, he doesn't care anymore.
Immediately, I went to spread the medicine.
The old man looked at his actions and nodded repeatedly.
Every move Zhou Qiankun makes is remarkable, making it impossible to find fault.
The feeling is not like a newcomer who is just starting out, but more like everyone who has been in this business for many years.
Elder Huang Juan, who was responsible for guarding the medicine field, watched all this calmly, with a little smile in her eyes.
To ordinary people, the old man was summoning Zhou Qiankun. Only she knew that this meant that he recognized Zhou Qiankun.
What he did at this moment was to test Zhou Qiankun's ability to take on the burden on him.
But now it seems that he is very satisfied with Zhou Qiankun, and there is a successor to Taixuan Sect.
After all the potion was sprinkled, the old man slowly said: "Boy, you are very good. From now on, you no longer have to take care of the Poling Fruit Tree. You can be responsible for the planting of the Wild Leaf Grass."
Zhou Qiankun was shocked when he heard this.
This is not just a change in the responsibilities of the pharmaceutical field, but also a change in identity.
